You can say come on papi Tonight, whatever you wanna do Whatever you wanna do, uh-huh Whether it's at the crib or club It's all up to you, what? What? Whatever
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Traduction: Idéal. Quelle que soit.
Traduction: Idéal. Quel que soit (Radio Version).
Oh, no), uh-uh Whether it's at the crib or club (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah), uh-huh It's all up to you, what-what Whatever you wanna do (Whatever, whatever, whatever
ll be with, Your ideal man, Can I be it, Let me know, For you don't, Cause I just won't take no.. [Chorus] x3 Baby I wanna do, Whatever's on your
first of all to pray and to report it to you're next in an effective way Say oh oh oh But whatever our ideals turn to be we must be willing to break
Daae plays calls for charm and appeal. The role of the Pageboy is silent - which makes my casting, in a word ideal. I shall watch the performance from
. Fill the void of angst with whatever pieces fit. Failure invites doubt into our eyes. Strip the mind until thoughts run blank. Rape the soul of ideals
design a satisfying future. What would you do? Would you make decisions on dealing with self-change? Blank minds somehow deranged. No. A shade of too much pressure with ideals
to waste the little time you have. Do you see them standing in the line and waiting? Nor for you and not for me The rules are simple: do whatever you
what your interests are? Who you be with? Your ideal man? Can I be it? Let me know 'Fore you go 'Cause I just won't take no Baby, I wanna do Whatever
live with my withouts Whatever I lose I'll lose again What's a little fire in all this flame? And I don't know what you had in mind Is this your ideal
me Just roll wit the bd, just roll wit me 'cause it's a mission i'mma take you on, word is bond, word is born Whatever you want, I got it [buckshot]
big fun time Oh oh oh Should it be for the very first of all to pray and to report it to your next in an effective way But whatever our ideals turn
Oh oh oh Should it be for the very first of all to pray And to report it to your next in an effective way Oh oh oh But whatever our ideals turn to
faster, all the time Some want to leave us and go to another planet And blow up the earth They'd still be murderous, lying and they'd want it all For whatever